Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her shield with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and she perpetually has her shield ready. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lezre fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is long and brown with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Hamil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He found a children's book about a Halfling Commoner who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born into a rich family. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: Standing 4'10", this man wears a yellow shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is blonde and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.